The child does not teach, the father too

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"Xuelan, didn't you say that wasting food is shameful?" Little Piggy asked timidly, not daring to express his doubts.

Beitang Xuelan did not answer, but said: "Don't cook for others in the future, your cooking skills are extremely bad!"

"I won't do it if you beat me to death in the future." Little Piggy shook his head quickly.

Beitang Xuelan walked over, pulled his face, took his coat and prepared to go out again.

Little Piggy quickly took his hand: "Xuelan, where are you going? Will you come back to cook for me tonight?"

"There is an operation in the hospital, I will come back as soon as possible."

"Oh, remember to come back and cook."

"Ah."

The little piglet waved his pig's trotters at the owner, then ran to the room to play games heartlessly.

Beitang Xuelan clutched her stomach and quickly went out.

It seemed that he still underestimated his pig. What he ate just now was writhing in his stomach uncomfortably. It would take him three days and three nights to go to the hospital to prescribe some medicine.

But even so, I still want to finish the unpalatable thing.After all, that was the first time his pigs had been cooking.